On the eighth day of the April 1st, divide the sugar cake.

The sugar cake is wrapped in oil paper, square and very large.

At the Qianjiang Branch, Wei Yuanlu, the deputy head of Xuanshui Hall, sat on the second seat in the main hall, with an empty seat on his right hand.

Wei Yuanlu is a middle-aged man with a moderate figure, with a square face and a straight nose and a dark skin.

He was not suitable for purple, and the purple robe on his body made him look even darker.

Eight people carried four bamboo baskets and placed them in front of Wei Yuanlu. Each bamboo basket was neatly packed with wrapped candy cakes.

"Bang."

The bamboo basket made a solid muffled sound when it landed, which was enough to show that the sugar cakes this time were of good size.

Wei Yuanlu reached out and took out a bag of candy cake from the bamboo basket and gently weighed it on her hand.

"I know that the brothers below have been waiting for this day for a long time, and I have also waited for a long time." Wei Yuanlu changed the subject, "But before dividing the sugar cake, I have a few words that I have to say."

"The Lord Lei Hall has been missing for half a year, and his whereabouts are still unknown to this day."

"Although my brothers and I searched again and again, we still couldn't find any information about Lord Lei."

"So I think Lord Lei may encounter an unexpected accident."

"Everyone is all the old people from my Xuanshui Hall. I naturally don't need to say much about the character of Master Lei. To be fair, everyone has been taken care of by Master Lei..."

Having said this, a person from the audience whispered: "Deputy Master Wei, just say anything if you have anything to say. Master Lei's business is ours!"

The others also agreed and said, "Yes, Lord Lei takes us with deep affection and righteousness. If you have any questions, Lord Wei will give you the order."

"Okay, then I'll just say it." Wei Yuanlu reached out and pulled the first bamboo basket. "Whenever someone can provide any valuable information about Lord Lei Hall, all the money in this first basket is his."

"No matter whether the Lord Lei Hall is alive or dead, in short, if you want to see someone dead or dead, we will see the corpse. After our Xuanshui Hall can no longer leave Lord Lei Hall, we will become a mess of sand. We must thoroughly investigate this matter. If someone really assassinates Lord Lei Hall, we will find out the real murderer behind the scenes and kill his whole family!"

Wei Yuanlu gritted her teeth and said, "Dare you dare to ask everyone here, is there any doubt?"

"No, I'll be sent by Deputy Lord Wei!"

"Okay!" Wei Yuanlu continued: "The next thing we want to talk about is the second thing."

"Two months ago, on February 10th, our Xuanshui Hall dispatched a total of twenty-three heroes to the Jingnan Prince's Mansion to kidnap the princess. Everyone knows what happened later. All of these twenty-three heroes died in the royal palace."

"We will sooner or later King Jingnan will repay this bloody debt with the capital and profit!"

As he said that, he pulled the second bamboo basket, "This second sum of money, even if it is a charity, whoever comes to share the money in this basket will stand up for the dead brothers!"

While talking, six or seven people walked forward and took a bag of candy cake from the basket.

"Deputy Master Wei, my brother died in the Jingnan Prince's Mansion. I am incompatible with the thieves in the Jingnan Prince's Mansion!"

"Okay, good, brother!" Wei Yuanlu patted the man on the shoulder and continued: "The remaining two baskets of silver will be divided by the others."

Just as Wei Yuanlu arranged for everyone to share the money, a carriage headed straight to the Qianjiang branch from a distance.

The carriage was parked outside the main hall, and Lin Funan jumped down from the carriage and ran quickly into the main hall.

He clasped his fists and bowed: "Assistant Master Wei, Fu Nan is here late!"

"Brother Lin." Wei Yuanlu quickly walked forward and said, "Looking at your hurry, have you heard about Master Lei?"

"No." Lin Funan said: "But I brought someone back."

He looked at everyone and said, "Lu Xiaolin, he is not dead yet, I'll tie him up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the hall was shocked.

Lin Funan said that he tied up Lu Xiaolin, who is Lu Xiaolin, and he is really clear about these.

Wei Yuanlu was also shocked. He originally wanted to hold Lin Funan's arm, but his fists were clenched tightly in the air.

His right eyelid couldn't help but jump around.

Lu Xiaolin is not from Xuanshuitang, nor is he from the Ziyi Society, but he is the sworn brother of Lei Tao, the leader of Xuanshuitang.

Before everyone could calm down from their shock, Lin Funan said again: "The heroes who went to the royal palace to kidnap the princess were all ambushed and died on the spot. Only Lu Xiaolin survived alone. I expected something strange about this matter!"

"So I brought him back and wanted everyone to ask what happened!" Lin Funan looked at Wei Yuanlu, "Deputy Master Wei, that guy is in the carriage now. Do I want me to bring him here now?"

"No," Wei Yuanlu immediately affirmed Lin Funan's words, "Your inference makes sense. He can't escape this matter, so it's better if you bring him."

"Then I'll go there now!"

Soon, Lin Funan walked in with Lu Xiaolin from outside, and You Xun'er was following behind him.

Lu Xiaolin was tied up like a ball of rice dumplings, and was thrown into the center of the crowd.

Everyone looked into the field.

Unbelievable, the arrogant Lu Xiaolin in front of him had such a miserable day.

His body fell to the ground suddenly, and the heavy impact touched Lu Jianguo's wound that had not healed, so he started coughing heavily.

"Lu Xiaolin, you traitor, it turns out that you killed everyone!"

"Lu Xiaolin, you killed my brother. You must die today!"

...

Faced with the screams around him, Lu Jianguo did not respond at all.

He fell to the ground, raised his head, and looked around with cold eyes.

Wherever his eyes swept, the sound of the sound became weaker.

Because his eyes were so scary that it made people feel a little chilling.

Of course, it's not just his terrible look.

It’s really because Lu Xiaolin is so famous. After all, no one in the entire world can win the quick knife in his hand.

So even if he was tied up or seriously injured, people still couldn't help but be afraid of him.

This kind of fear is not a superficial fear, because everyone is still arrogant when they look at him.

This fear is only reflected in the fact that when people look at him, they can't help feeling guilty.

Because the gap in strength between him and Lu Xiaolin is too big, he feels guilty.

Unless he is Lu Xiaolin really dead, it is best not to offend him in person.

If he didn't die, then the person who offended him would never be able to sleep.

"Haha, haha."

Lu Jianguo lowered his head and sneered a few times, then slowly stood up from the ground, but at this time he still lowered his head.

"Whoever wants to kill me can stand in front of me in line. Don't say that I won't give you a chance."
Chapter completed!